I have a singular purpose
now God is with me
can't no man be against me
I'm prepared 2 live and die
4 what's written on this page
BLIND RAGE
BLACK SAGE
Witness the destruction of the Black Age
brothas on the rage
reactin
2 the shellackin
of black heads crackin
in the ghetto
no place 2 go
devil takin the souls
of those
who walk 2 slow
gettin blow
4 the show
one gram
hell no
key-lows
of death and destruction
witness the corruption
as black heads go slam
against the walls of injustice
prejudice
2 the back of the bus
we miss
words spoken long ago
takin about action
but our reaction
is 2 damn slow
YO
dig that silly azz knee-grow
watch he head go
blow
pipe heatin
semi-circle seatin
brain teasin
reachin
2 release
crackle
goes the crack
like cracker-jacks
the prize
inside
it lies
no surprise
death of the black man
from Africa
into Christianity
even Islam
the boat floats
no damn joke
cargo of humanity
no damn hope
4 a world makin slaves of its own kind
deaf and blind
2 the words of the Father
so
why bother
2 save the children
they must save us
4
in God We Trust
on dolla bills snatched from the poor
while in warehouses we store
food 4 the gnats
and rats
2 enjoy
see a little black boy
shot in the head
public is mislead
that future King is good as dead'
so
I struggle 2 remain
sane
extrapolating words
from my mem-brain
ya neva heard
spoken words
while I decompose in the belly of the beast
God once said the most
shall come 2 the least
no son
that day hasn't come
so I cannot cease
see that crease
in my timeline
from Akebulan
to 3/5ths
from King
to undefined
mind trackin 2 a horrific crime
who am I
what is my true name
am I blind
why can't I go up yonder
when did up yonder go
below
the polluted flow
of the Harlem River
can I ever hope 2 deliver
like Hughes, Hurston, McKay, and Cullen
a new Harlem Renaissance
the flowering of Negro literature
perfect apiture
take a new picture
way up in Harlem
once named by the Dutch
as such
the Netherlands
damn
can I now demand
the Together Lands
when I clasp my hands
in prayer
all in black love
when push come 2 shove
nothing can compare
the devil may care
but he don't know
when like Pac a rose grow
outta cement we come prepared
can I LIFT EVERY VOICE AND SING
TILL EARTH AND HEAVEN RING
a new unity
a new community
a new diveristy
a new university
a new verse to be
written
by the hand inspired by a black mind
can I SIEZE THE TIME
no rewind
just fast forward or play
only pause
4 the cause
can I release my black rage
become a black sage
not a man for today
a man 4 the new age
2 uplift
with this gift
with this riff
with this mental spliff
with this Sudanese, Bajan sand I sift
with this continental land mass I shift
with this black lunar phase I drift
into a well stocked mental armory
and RING WITH THE THE HARMONY
OF LIBERTY

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